Ancient Gods

There was no fluctuation in the night sky, and no breath of cultivators permeated, but the first feeling of many cultivators was that they felt cold all over, as if a great disaster was about to befall.

At this moment, many cultivators present, whether they were old antiques from various forces or other cultivators, were completely uneasy.

Everyone was hurriedly scanning the night sky, and a stream of divine thoughts spread out to explore what had happened.

Facing the question of the strong man in the Void Palace, there was no response from the night sky, but the temperature in the night sky seemed to be still dropping, like the gloomy wind blowing from the gate of hell, which made people feel cold through their bones.

"Who is it? Since you are here, why hide!" An old antique couldn't help but speak to the night sky.

The old antique has been in the realm of Taoism for many years. Although he has not reached the peak yet, he is not far away. He comes from a hidden sect and has not appeared for many years. This time, he came out of retreat because of the turmoil on the mainland.

However, a terrible scene happened. As soon as he finished speaking, his body trembled and he uttered a muffled groan, as if he was hit by some force. Then his body collapsed without warning and exploded into a ball of blood mist.

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The flesh and blood that burst out splashed all over the other cultivators around him, causing a burst of exclamations.

The key point is that after the body of the strong man collapsed, it seemed that his soul power was also crushed, and it was not reshaped.

Just now, all the strong men were scanning the night sky, and their divine thoughts were sensing the slightest movement around them, but no one saw anyone taking action, nor did they feel any fluctuations, but a strong man died just like that.

Seeing such a weird scene, the strong man in the Void Palace also changed his face. He originally wanted to open his mouth to continue asking questions, but at this time he hurriedly closed his mouth, his movements were funny and ridiculous.

Under the night sky, there was a moment of deathly silence.

Although Mo Yang was still trapped between the two Dao pictures, the strong man from the Void Palace did not seem to dare to take action at this time.

"The Dao does not bind people, only people bind themselves!"

A sound wave entered Mo Yang's mind. This was the voice of the nameless strong man.

Mo Yang's body shook slightly when he heard it. Although the nameless strong man did not take action to defeat the Dao picture that trapped him, he actually gave him some advice.

The sound wave entered his mind, and he actually felt like he had been enlightened, like the sound of a morning bell ringing at dusk. Although he did not understand anything for a while, his mind seemed to be much clearer in an instant.

Mo Yang stood there, closed his eyes, and then opened them again. The aura on his body actually fluctuated, as if he was going to shake the two Dao pictures apart.

The strong man from the Void Palace suddenly turned around and looked at Mo Yang, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. Although he did not take action to bless the Dao picture, the power of the Dao picture was actually loosened.

Mo Yang was only at the ninth level of the Great Saint Realm, and had not even reached the Heavenly Saint Realm. How could this be possible?

"I want to take it away, no one can stop me!" The eyes of the strong man from the Void Palace flashed fiercely, and he suddenly raised his hand to grab Mo Yang.

He knew that there was a strong man whose strength could not be guessed in the dark, who wanted to grab Mo Yang directly and then leave this place at a very fast speed.

But he could not have imagined that the strong man in the dark was a supreme being who had once stood at the peak of martial arts.

Even if the power of the nameless strong man did not exist, unless an emperor-level strong man came, the cultivators below the emperor level were like ants in front of him.

The strong man from the Void Palace just started to move, and before his palm touched Mo Yang, he let out a loud cry and quickly retracted his arm.

But only the arm was retracted, and the palm had been broken at some point.

This was because he reacted quickly enough, otherwise the whole arm would probably be broken.

"Who is it, get out of here!" The strong man from the Void Palace seemed to be completely enraged, and at this time he actually roared directly into the night sky.

Hearing this roar, Mo Yang was immediately happy in his heart, and this was the effect he wanted.

As expected, as soon as the strong man from the Void Palace finished speaking, an invisible force fell from the sky, like an invisible big hand, covering him in an instant.

"Ah... open it for me!"

The face of the strong man from the Void Palace was immediately distorted, and he let out a thunderous roar, madly urging the power in his body to break that power, but it was of no avail.

"Puff..."

Under the eyes of the crowd, no one was seen, and no one could see where the attack came from. He only felt the night sky tremble slightly, and the body of the strong man from the Void Palace exploded directly, and the bloody red water splashed everywhere, and the blood that was spilled still emitted a dazzling light...

However, in an instant, all the brilliance dimmed.

The life fluctuations that were extremely strong just now were instantly extinguished at this moment.

For a strong man, there is only one possibility in this situation, that is, he will fall.

The army of cultivators not far away watched this scene. Some of them froze in place, their minds were blank, and those old antiques only felt cold sweat all over their bodies. The breeze blew over them, and everyone felt chilly all over.

"Boom..."

At this time, the two Taoist pictures that the strong man of the Void Palace had cast before also broke apart with his body shattered, and turned into a piece of light and dissipated in the night sky.

Mo Yang took a step forward and faced the dark army of cultivators from a distance.

Mo Yang's eyes swept over, and he saw a lot of unfamiliar faces. He was sure that he didn't know these people and had no connection with them, but because of some rumors about him recently, these people became greedy and came here to take his blood, treasures, and his life.

"Do it!"

Mo Yang spoke in a low voice and sighed softly.

Because he knew that these cultivators were about to die here, many of whom were powerful people from various forces. After tonight, he would have many more powerful enemies.

But he had no choice.

As Mo Yang finished speaking, a wave suddenly came from the night sky. The cultivators looked up in horror. Under the hazy moonlight, there was a huge black shadow in the sky.

It was a palm that covered a large area of ​​the sky, and then the black shadow slowly fell.

"Damn, what is that? Get back!"

Several old cultivators exclaimed and wanted to withdraw and fly back.

But it was useless, because at this time they found that their bodies were imprisoned, and an invisible force poured down from the sky. All the cultivators who were covered were frozen in place and unable to move.

"Boom..."

The air waves swept in the night sky. In the terrified and desperate eyes of the powerful people, the palm fell down, like a collapsed sky, swallowing everything.

Looking at this scene, even though Mo Yang had expected it, he couldn't help but feel his heart beating wildly, and was horrified.

What does it mean that life is worthless, and what it means that everyone below the emperor is an ant? This moment is vividly reflected.

Countless blood waves burst open, and with the sudden dissipation of the air waves, they swept in all directions like waves, the void collapsed, and patches of chaotic mist spread out, covering the place.